The intrusion of these ancient cultivators, Mo said, caught the six saints a little off guard, and even Yang Jian frowned a little, because he was also blocked by the figures of these ancient cultivators.

Then, Yang Jian watched these ancient cultivators rush towards the six saints like locusts, and Dao Xin was inexplicably touched......

These people don't seem to want to live anymore, and deliberately go up to die.

Or maybe he has been stunned in the tomb of the saint for too long, and has forgotten how to fight, and even forgot why he exists.

In fact, you don't need any high-sounding reason to survive, as long as you want to live, it is enough.

Shaking the spear in his hand, Yang Jian took a breath lightly, and then urged his own avenue!

A stream of golden light runs through the void land, and the avenue carried by the undefeated golden body trick directly suppresses the avenue of a great avenue saint!

The suppressed saint's face turned pale suddenly, and he wanted to ask for help everywhere, but he saw that the few Daoists beside him were like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and quickly moved away from his side.

Before Yang Jian could rush over, dozens of streamers had already rushed in, and several quasi-saint realm ancient cultivators at the front had already sacrificed their respective divine powers.

These supernatural powers are full of flaws, and even their power is greatly reduced, and they can't exert their true realm and strength, but they are still their strongest offensive at this time.

"Get out of here!"

The saint who was suppressed by the Great Dao flicked his sleeves and sprinkled thousands of mysterious white lotuses, and these dozens of figures were knocked away by the white lotuses in the blink of an eye, and several people directly vomited blood and were seriously injured, and their combat power was simply not worth mentioning.

But after such a delay, Yang Jian had already been killed.

The spear is like a dragon, the body is like a great peng, and the slaughter is strong, and the murderous spirit is overwhelming!

The Great Dao Saint fought for his life, and his own Great Dao turned into thousands of divine beasts, and rushed madly at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian turned a deaf ear, only the life of this saint was in his eyes, and if the figure broke into the tsunami, he did not move.

A little cold light bloomed, the spear was pointed on the forehead of the saint, the illusion of the void instantly dissipated, and a great avenue in the sea of Dao rules instantly shattered.

With a cold snort, Yang Jian's figure rushed over and chased after the next person.

But these saints scattered and fled, and two of them had already escaped from the range of the Absolute Wind Divine Power, rushing into the sea of chaos, and their figures disappeared in a flash.

Yang Jian's face did not change in the slightest, these saints were bent on escaping, and he couldn't completely leave them all.

I had to use the Absolute Wind again to trap the few remaining Great Dao Saints as much as possible, and most of the ancient cultivators who were chasing the Great Dao Saints had already been left behind by the existence of these Saint Realms......

It's good that I can't catch up, otherwise it's a little hard to say how many people these ancient cultivators can live.

Yang Jian continued to chase after him, and the remaining Dao Saints had no intention of fighting, and they left behind them the Dao Dao to hinder Yang Jian's magical powers.

There were even two people who did not hesitate to detonate the treasure in their hands and successfully stopped Yang Jian for a few moments.

However, under Yang Jian's strong pursuit, there were still two Great Dao Saints who were hated by the blade of the three-pointed two-edged spear, and they were powerless to fight back in the face of Yang Jian's two-edged force.

Seeing that the three of them had escaped into the Chaos Sea, they should have rushed to the flood wilderness, Yang Jian suddenly set his eyes on the sea-covering array that he had been following under his feet.

This blood mist!

Yang Jian's eyes were murderous, and a streamer flew straight in, but it was an ancient cultivation fairy with a somewhat gloomy gaze, holding a jade flute with the aura of the remnant spirit of the Snow Saint in his hand.

She whispered in an incoherent flood language, "This thing...... Can help you ......"

"Thank you," Yang Jian took the jade flute, and immediately understood the meaning of the Snow Saint's remnant spirit.

This blood mist should belong to the category of the Dao of Water, and this innate treasure given by the Snow Saint Remnant Spirit, Yang Jian can use it if he refines it slightly, and the blood mist of the Dinghai Divine Bead will be directly condensed.

Yang Jiankong couldn't focus on the blood mist, but the blood mist was frozen into a piece......

This seems to work.

Yang Jian didn't dare to delay too much, so he took the jade flute and began refining.

At this time, Tu Wujing, who had been trapped by the Dinghai Divine Pearl, could be described as a revenant, but he was decisive, and he didn't dare to feel that Yang Jian had never been able to really hurt himself in the slightest, and he did not hesitate to consume the origin, and directly gave up hundreds of thousands of years of penance and practiced the art of strong escape.

A flash of blood flashed, Yang Jian seemed to have been prepared, his forehead divine eyes opened, and the phantom shadows of the six reincarnation disks in it slowly rotated, and a brilliant divine light hit the overflowing blood.

The divine light was extremely accurate, and the blood was suddenly beaten and trembled!

But this blood did not stop, and rushed directly out of the Land of Absolute Wind, rushed into the sea of chaos, and turned into a pure figure.

At this time, Tu Wujing was extremely embarrassed, his clothes were ragged, his breath was chaotic, and the Dao Gate was blocked, and the Dao Dao Foundation suffered a wound that was difficult to heal in a short period of time.

He still turned to look at Yang Jian, his eyes were full of resentment and annoyance, but his face soon changed.

Because Yang Jian had already chased after him with a three-pointed two-edged gun!

Tu Wujing didn't dare to stay, and at the moment when Yang Jianshi showed that trick, he directly controlled the avenue, turned into a flash of blood and disappeared.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, inserted the jade flute into the side of his belt, and also controlled the avenue, chasing forward unrelentingly.

Hopefully, the flood can still hold on to this time......

After Yang Jian left, the void land created by the Absolute Wind Divine Power began to restore the Dao rules, and the miserable and colorful various Dao rules were intertwined into a net, and Qiankun was also rapidly recovering.

These hundreds of ancient cultivators stopped there, as if they were a little at a loss, and like a lonely ghost.

It's not just who howls, these hundreds of ancient cultivators all raise their heads and howl, and then I don't know who weeps, many ancient cultivators cry outside this Xuandu City.

In the city of Xuandu, the tomb of the saint, the boundary monument of the heart sea.

The Daoist that Yang Jian had seen once was standing on top of the boundary monument, as if he had witnessed the great battle outside the city, he smiled coldly, and his figure gradually dissipated.

In the main tomb hall of Liulibao, many saints and remnants were slightly relieved when they saw Yang Jian kill back to the flood wilderness.

After all, there was no fluctuation of the Dao rules that would occur when the saint fell from the direction of the flood wilderness, in other words, the frontal battle situation of the flood wilderness at this time should still be within a controllable range.

"Mother, my husband has rushed to the flood to help. ”

Feng Wu saw the picture in the snow mirror, turned to Yao Ji and said.

"Alas, my son is working hard for all living beings in the wilderness, but you and I can only wait here for his return," Yao Ji smiled bitterly, "If it is a mortal, you can also ask the gods and Buddhas to bless my son, and my heart can be more stable." ”

"Mother," Feng Wu knelt beside Yao Ji and took Yao Ji's hand.

She is not very good at comforting people, and at this time, she also needs to be comforted by others, and she needs someone who can convince her to say, 'Yang Jian will not be in any danger'.

But the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can only say nothing to each other, and the remnants of the saint can't illuminate the situation of the flood with divine powers.

Sometimes, waiting can be quite torturous.

......

The saints have the ability to cross the world, control their own avenues, and roam the sea of roads at will, and they can reach it in a blink of an eye.

The flood did not know that the battle of Xuandu City had come to an end, and the saints were still worried about how to protect the clouds and retreat temporarily.

The Jade Emperor held the Heavenly Sword, majestic and unstoppable, standing in the sky in the Nine Dragons chariot, and the army of the strongest did not dare to take half a step forward.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar from outside the sky, but it was the Chaos Sea outside the North Sea that cracked an incomparably deep gap, spreading for millions of miles, and two figures rushed out of it one after the other.

It's the clouds and the ninth supreme!

Yunxiao was already injured at this time, and his white clothes were stained with a few pieces of blood like flower petals.

Tianyan Daozi and Yuding Zhenren reacted the fastest, the former sacrificed the Chaos Bell, and beat the Earth Zun and Shui Zun out to block the clouds and the divine powers.

However, the real person of Yuding turned into dozens of blue lights, and while returning from the clouds, he also blocked the figure of the strongest man for a moment.

Suddenly, a sword light pierced the sky, cutting through thousands of miles of clouds and smoke, and smashed directly into the ninth supreme void Mo!

Xu Mo frowned slightly, his fingers lightly touched the attacking sword light, and then he sighed lightly, a drop of jade-colored blood poured out from his fingertips, and his figure floated back.

The sword light was also directly dispersed by Void Mo.

The sword light was transformed by the Heavenly Sword, and this blow was sent by the Jade Emperor on the Nine Dragons!

The Jade Emperor's figure also staggered back half a step, and then there was a bit of madness in his eyes, staring at the strongest man whose figure stopped directly above Tuzun and Shuizun.

Is this Xeon?

"You're the one who wants to destroy the desolation?"

"Jade Emperor?" Xu Mo's gaze moved back from Yunxiao and landed on the Jade Emperor, and then the corners of his mouth crossed a little mockery.

The Jade Emperor didn't say anything more, just glanced at Lao Tzu.

"Good, fellow Daoists, you and I should retreat for the time being. Lao Tzu's sleeve robe was drummed, and there was a phantom shadow of the Taiji diagram around the Jade Emperor's body, and the faces of several saints were all a little gloomy, but they could only be silent.

Yunxiao was held by the Xuandu Archmage, but she was about to speak, but she was pinched by Xuandu's arm.

On the side, Yuan Shi Tianzun raised his hand and pressed Xuandu's shoulder, and several saints drove up the avenue at the same time, and their figures appeared directly in the sky above the Southern Ganbu Continent that had drifted into the Chaos Sea.

Next, there should be another fierce battle, it depends on how long the Jade Emperor can fight for the desolate beings.

Let's look at the heavenly court at this time.

Ninety percent of the remaining Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals had already died in battle, and the last hundreds of thousands of remnants of the soldiers gathered at the North Heavenly Gate.

Tai Bai Xing and more than a dozen Heavenly Court Immortals with good cultivation stood in front of the remnant army, and at this time, this old immortal was also fluttering and mighty.

"Haotian," the Ninth Supreme Void Mo said indifferently, "Why bother?"

"Bitter? ”

The Jade Emperor looked at the sword in his hand, with a bit of peace in his eyes, but on his forehead, a wisp of fire began to burn.

The method of burning the primordial gods can often make one's own strength skyrocket in a short period of time, and the Jade Emperor needs to harness more of the power of the Heavenly Dao, and he also needs to let the desolate Heavenly Dao, which is about to collapse with the fall of the Heavenly Court, bloom with the last afterglow.

Right now!

Suddenly, four streams of light rushed into the flood from the East China Sea outside the sky, starting with a blood light, and then three rays of light with different rhymes.

They are all Great Dao Saints!

Four Great Dao Saints suddenly appeared, could it be that Yang Jian was defeated?

The Jade Emperor's eyes finally fluctuated a little, but before this worry surfaced, he heard an angry roar from outside the East China Sea, and then a long roar!

First, a figure crashed into the boundary of the desolation, this figure lay horizontally out of thin air, the tip of the three-pointed and two-edged spear penetrated his chest, and the shattered avenue turned into a crystal shatter, floating all the way between heaven and earth.

Isn't this person the Great Dao Saint who had been delayed by Kong Xuan and Ao Fangtian before?

And above the corpse of this saint, a figure grabbed a spear and stepped on the chest of this saint, the black robe, the unclosed divine eye on the forehead, the face that was all too familiar to the Honghuang monk!

Yang Jian!

He finally rushed back!

Without words, Yang Jian's body was about to rush straight to the north, but at this time, the emperor who was standing on the Kowloon chariot turned his head and glanced at him.

With just a glance, Yang Jian's figure froze in place, unable to move forward half a step.

Emperor Zun's forehead was full of divine fire, and his eyes were happy.

The middle-aged man that Yang Jian had hated, resented, and relieved, his lips moved slightly a few times at this time, and then turned into a self-deprecating smile.

Yang Jian didn't hear it, but he understood what he was saying.

Don't hurt me in the limelight. ’

How can the ignited spirit extinguish the fire of creation?

One step late, just one step late!

If he had come back a few moments earlier, if he!

The Strongest!

"Fight me!"

Raising his head and roaring, Yang Jian was carrying a spear, and he was about to rush up to fight with Xumo regardless of it, but a figure appeared behind Yang Jian and stopped Yang Jian in time.

But it's Yuding......

"Let's go!"

"Master......"

"Yunxiao has been seriously injured, and if he fights again today, he will be defeated, and he will plan for the future. ”

"Master!" Yang Jian's eyes were inexplicably red, and he wanted to say something, but he only turned into two weak coughs, and Yu Ding shook his head slowly, forcibly dragging him towards the south.

"Hahahaha!"

On the shore of the North Sea, the emperor laughed suddenly.

"Lonely is the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, who should take care of heaven and earth and protect the Three Realms. ”

"Loneliness is the supreme of the Three Realms, when you clean up the filth and sweep away the world. ”

"Lone is the Jade Emperor! Guard the way of heaven and punish demons!"

Before the words fell, the flame in the center of his eyebrows rose three inches high, and the Jade Emperor's aura skyrocketed, and the power of the Heavenly Dao turned into a crystal streamer and converged into his body!

In the next moment, the Jade Emperor held the three-foot Heavenly Sword in his hand, stepped through the void, smashed the heavenly dome, and his figure rushed straight to the ninth supreme void.

"I'm Haotian, and I won't live up to it. ”